This is a song about "Birds"

People's opinions are inverted as a sorceress of language costs you your verbs,

Of town,we were quick to invade,now my lyrics getting bare airplay,im already smart my birds

Like those birds i'll keep flapping

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

I'm like the man on mars; i'm high as hell

Outside i hear girls, birds chiming as well.

I do it for the birds

That try to chase these skirts

Sitting here spitting these words talking to birds

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

And the truth hurts the birds i knew flip birds lets have a toast for the girls

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

She like dudes whit lotto money from flippin lotta birds